Lil Boosie


rate me

[Verse 1:]

Now, this first verse, for Ivyanna

The only seed I actually watched come outta momma

And she so smart, and she so cute I think she gifted man

She gimme sweet eyes say she love me just to lift the pain

But she don't know about her sister and her baby brother

They need to talk, but they can't talk cuz they crazy mothers

I feed her, clothe her, take her places all across the nation

She know I rap and know her daddy be on tv stations

She see my magnum, and she run up, hollin daddy daddy

So on that strength, when i'm n beef, I'll let you niggas have it

And she aint even 4 though

But she be laughin at her daddy when he hit dat do do

Behind Ivy man, I go loco, I lose my mind

I see her wake up every morning, even love how she be cryin

And plus she get her nails done, toes done at three

Wear purses and lipstick, oooo, you gotta see

Man, I love her, that's my heart, aint gon lie, Ivy bad

She done rode first class before she had her first class


But even if yeh mamma tell yeh different, daddy love yeh

For da time that I missed you, daddy love yeh

For da missin time, da prison time, when aint no one won't give a dime

Remember dis, Daddy love yeh [repeat]

[Verse 2:]

Now dis second verse for Pretty Black

No matter what her momma tell her, she gon love Hatch

And all she want is for her daddy show her love back

She look just like her other grandma, Victoria Hatch

The first year I only saw my child on holidays

I broke her bread but I feel guilty bout da hidin days

And now dey wanna put a child on child support

I'm finally turning 21, now I'm back in court

I gotta hook up on dat lean, now I'm stackin dough

My babys mama's stay at war, it's embarassin whoa

And everytime I see her outside, and she dirty, I clean her

And it hurt me when I clean her cause I'm fresh up out da cleaners

Now I'm feelin bad, time to put her in a beemer

Let her hit da block, looking like her auntie trina

Now she smiling at her daddy, but she aint sayin too much

Just like Ivy, I give Tarlasia, that tickle touch

Man I love dem girls, I like dey hair up in curls

I put a end to ya life, if you fuck with they world,tarlasia

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]

Now dis last verse for Tootie Ray

The Ray for his grandfather, who passed away

I wonder if he be like daddy, who blast da k

Made me feel good, cause he cried to go wit daddy today

When he get older I'ma sittin him down and straight up tell

When you was in your mommas stomach boy I gave yeh hell

You got a cousin look just like yeh, name lil trell

You got a uncle name Bronson, but he up in jail

And Rocawear jus like his daddy, spit on people like his daddy

I guess my fuckin son gon be a savage

And I be havin em saggin, and shame on me

But he aint gonna be no lame round me

So aint no need to spank a g

And all I do his holla at him

And he get right, and he sit back

He act like he gonna cry, then he wipe his fuckin eyes

Some of my family members wont accept him, dey cold hearted

But dat boy gon be a legend, he gon be so retarded

At 11 I'm gonna go get my son A farari

At seven im gon get him head at his birthday party <br />

<br />

Thanks to SIMONA

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2 Comments found

Monday 3rd of June 2013 20:23
this was a good song what he made for his kids
Tuesday 26th of January 2010 14:28
love this song